Chapter 38 Double Happiness

Gu Heng looked toward the night sky.

The faintly flickering golden light appeared and disappeared within the clouds.

His gaze was calm, without a ripple.

He turned around and lightly patted Prime Minister Turtle on the shoulder.

"It's nothing."

"Just handle the arrangements."

Prime Minister Turtle's body stiffened abruptly.

He had lived for over ten thousand years, and he had survived in the cruel cultivation world by keeping his wits sharp.

Yes.

He only needed to execute his master's orders.

Why ask so many unnecessary questions?

What was that golden light?

What was the impending unrest?

These were unimportant.

What mattered was that he did exactly as his master commanded.

Prime Minister Turtle immediately straightened his hunched back.

"Rest assured, Master!"

Prime Minister Turtle patted his chest and vowed, "Your old servant will handle this perfectly! I will go arrange it now, hiding most of our elites and keeping them on standby. I'll leave a small group of the sharpest and most sensible ones here to accompany you and wait for your orders!"

Gu Heng looked at the old turtle's earnest demeanor and couldn't help but chuckle.

He shook his head.

It was no wonder that after the Old Dragon King Ascended to the Upper Realm, this fellow had been able to single-handedly and steadily rule the entire Far North Dragon Clan for so many years.

This ability to read the room, and this awareness of never asking about things one shouldn't, was truly masterful.

"Go."

After giving his instructions, Gu Heng did not linger.

He took a step, his figure instantly merging into the night, and left the guest hall.

Prime Minister Turtle knelt respectfully on the ground.

Only when Gu Heng's aura had completely vanished did he slowly stand up and begin to deploy his troops with swift and decisive action.

This night was extremely long.

No one knew what had happened in the shadows of the Qingyun Sect.

However, most of the Cultivators gathered at the Qingyun Sect did not sleep.

They sat cross-legged in their guest rooms or on the mountainside, absorbing Spiritual Qi and polishing their Magic Treasures.

Everyone was waiting for the moment the heaven-reaching tower would open.

Finally, dawn pierced the darkness.

Above the firmament, that wisp of golden light that had lingered all night did not dissipate; instead, it grew brighter with the sunrise.

At this moment, in mid-air less than ten miles from the heaven-reaching tower, Old Ancestor Qingxuan was closing his eyes with a solemn expression.

His feet were slightly apart, his arms spread wide, and his chin held high, maintaining an exaggerated posture of embracing the heavens.

He had been practicing this for a full hour.

"No, the left hand needs to be raised a bit higher. That way I can appear more magnanimous."

Old Ancestor Qingxuan pondered to himself.

Just as he was immersed in his posture, the sound of air being torn apart suddenly came from afar.

Several early-rising Cultivators were speeding toward the heaven-reaching tower on their swords.

Seeing Cultivators approaching, Old Ancestor Qingxuan was startled.

He hurriedly retracted his outstretched arms, quickly put his hands behind his back, straightened his spine, and stood in the Void Realm with his hands behind his back.

He nodded slightly, gazing deeply at the rolling sea of clouds below, and praised repeatedly.

"Not bad, not bad. These mountains, rivers, grass, and trees all contain the supreme principles of heaven and earth. Marvelous! Marvelous!"

The few passing Cultivators abruptly stopped their sword lights.

Upon seeing the figure in the Void Realm, they were shocked, and then their faces gradually became fanatical.

"Greetings, Old Ancestor Qingxuan!"

The several Cultivators bowed excitedly in mid-air.

"The Old Ancestor is worthy of being a Quasi-True Immortal about to Ascend! Before dawn, you are already here comprehending the Great Dao of heaven and earth! We Juniors are truly ashamed!"

Old Ancestor Qingxuan's old face flushed slightly.

He then stroked his gray beard and smiled inscrutably.

"The path of cultivation lies in every moment. Go, do not miss the Opportunity of the heaven-reaching tower."

"Thank you for your teachings, Old Ancestor!"

The Cultivators left with gratitude.

Watching them walk away, Old Ancestor Qingxuan let out a long sigh of relief.

Good thing my reaction was fast.

At the same time, the Void Realm beside him rippled.

Ye Wentian stepped out and appeared beside him.

"Old Ancestor."

Ye Wentian bowed his head respectfully, indicating that everything had been arranged properly.

The Juniors from various Sects had already begun to assemble in the plaza, and the Formation of the heaven-reaching tower was ready to be opened.

Old Ancestor Qingxuan did not look at him, but instead looked up at the increasingly dazzling golden light in the sky.

He nodded with satisfaction.

"Not bad... not bad..."

The corners of the Old Ancestor's mouth curled up wildly.

That golden light was so brilliant; it must be the Divine Light of Induction prepared for him by the Heavenly Dao!

My Ascension ceremony must be perfect today!

Following that was the long assembly of Cultivators.

On the huge plaza outside the heaven-reaching tower, it was crowded with people, and the noise was deafening.

The flags of the major forces fluttered in the morning breeze.

A quarter of an hour later, ninety-nine percent of the Cultivators who had attended the meeting yesterday had arrived at the scene after receiving news that the heaven-reaching tower was about to open.

The Prodigies of the younger generation all had eyes burning with a desire for Opportunity.

On the high platform, Old Ancestor Qingxuan sat in the main seat.

The Five Saints of Zhongzhou were lined up on both sides.

At this time, Ye Wentian quietly leaned over to Old Ancestor Qingxuan and muttered a few words in a low voice.

"Old Ancestor, Gu Heng... he doesn't seem to have come."

Old Ancestor Qingxuan's hand, holding the teacup, paused slightly.

His brows instantly furrowed.

He quickly scanned the dense crowd below.

Sure enough, he did not see the calm and composed young man in white.

He didn't come?

The ears of the Five Saints of Zhongzhou nearby were sharp, and they naturally heard Ye Wentian's muttering.

Saint Lord Leihuo touched his chin and couldn't help but tease.

"Yo, Fellow Daoist Qingxuan. Where is that Quasi-True Immortal Senior? Why is he nowhere to be seen?"

"Could it be that he looks down on this little Opportunity and isn't coming?"

Wuji Sword Saint snorted coldly, "Although the heaven-reaching tower is a place of creation, it is also accompanied by great terror. If he doesn't come, it can be considered having self-awareness."

The Five Saints teased on the surface, but were overjoyed in their hearts.

As long as that monster who could even refuse the Divine Light of Induction didn't go in, the Juniors of their Families would still have a chance to come out on top!

And Old Ancestor Qingxuan, listening to these taunts, remained calm on the surface, but was thinking about something else entirely in his heart.

Holding the teacup, he roared wildly in his heart.

He's not coming?!

If he's not here right now, how am I supposed to show off later!?

Damn it, I get shown up by this kid every day!

Last night, all the limelight was stolen by him alone, making me stand on the stage like a fool for half a day!

Today, I originally planned to borrow the magnificent moment of the Divine Light of Induction descending to show off big in front of him!

Let him know that ginger is still spicier when it's old!

As a result, he's not coming?

Then who am I supposed to show off to!?

Old Ancestor Qingxuan was so angry that his teeth itched.

He couldn't believe it; he was a dignified Tribulation Transcendence Stage Peak, someone about to Ascend, and he couldn't even show off once!

Off the stage, the crowd also gradually noticed the anomaly and began to discuss it one after another.

"Why hasn't that Senior come yet?"

"Yeah, the heaven-reaching tower is about to open. Is that Quasi-True Immortal Senior really not planning to go in?"

The crowd discussed, and all kinds of speculations ran rampant.

At this moment, in the Piaomiao Palace camp, Lin Qingyue suddenly took a step forward.

She held the semi-Immortal Artifact long sword that radiated a faint blue light and slowly stood out.

The eyes of the entire audience instantly converged on her.

Lin Qingyue scanned the audience, without a ripple.

She calmly announced the news.

"Young Master Gu, he is not entering the tower."

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole place was in an uproar!

Hundreds of thousands of Cultivators seemed to have exploded, and all kinds of outrageous speculations spread rapidly.

"What?! Not entering the tower?!"

"How is that possible! That is the heaven-reaching tower! A peerless Opportunity that even Tribulation Transcendence Stage powerhouses covet!"

A Loose Cultivator widened his eyes and covered his mouth in horror, "...Could it be that Fairy Lin took care of that Senior?!"

"Slap!"

An old Cultivator next to him directly backhanded him with a crisp slap.

"Are you stupid?!"

The old Cultivator scolded, "That is a Quasi-True Immortal! How could he fall so easily! Besides, although Lin Qingyue is the Personal Disciple of the Empress, it is just an identity. She is only at the Soul Transformation Stage! How could she cross so many major Realms to fight a Quasi-True Immortal? Is your head filled with water?!"

The Loose Cultivator rubbed his red face, shrinking his neck in grievance.

But these words triggered even more ambiguous associations.

The crowd looked at the extremely eye-catching semi-Immortal Artifact long sword in Lin Qingyue's hand, and their eyes gradually became strange.

"Since it's not fighting... then there must be another reason!"

"Look at the sword in Fairy Lin's hand! That is the treasure of the Far North Dragon Clan!"

"Hiss—! Could it be!"

The crowd seemed to have reached a very reasonable conclusion.

"It must be that Fairy Lin and that Senior reached some unspeakable transaction last night!"

"Exactly! The Senior even gave her a semi-Immortal Artifact, and even voluntarily gave up the Opportunity of the heaven-reaching tower! This relationship is definitely not ordinary!"

For a time, hundreds of thousands of eyes in the audience were cast on Lin Qingyue.

Lin Qingyue stood where she was.

Feeling the strange gazes around her, she naturally heard the unbearable discussions.

But she did not explain.

She just quietly pressed her hand on the blue long sword that had just been put into the scabbard at her waist, slightly lifted her snow-white chin, as indifferent as ever.

Explain what?

Explain that he just got lost and gave her a sword?

Who would believe that.

In this treacherous cultivation world, using Gu Heng's reputation could instead deter some petty people inside the tower.

Just as the atmosphere of the audience was strange and ambiguous, Rumble— The earth trembled.

At the bottom of the heaven-reaching tower, a vast aura burst out suddenly.

The heaven-reaching tower moved!

On the tower body, dense Formation patterns lit up one by one.

Brilliant light shot straight into the sky.

The Magic Treasures on the surrounding Cultivators produced violent resonance because of this ancient aura.

The heaven-reaching tower was about to open!

All Cultivators instantly restrained their gossip thoughts, and their eyes became extremely fanatical.

At the same time, above the firmament, that ball of golden light that had lingered all night suddenly bloomed!

Ten thousand feet of golden light poured down, dyeing the entire Qingyun Sect into a holy pure gold color.

Supreme pressure swept across the wasteland.

On the high platform, Old Ancestor Qingxuan's whole body trembled violently.

He stood up abruptly, his eyes red, "It's here! It's finally here!"

Old Ancestor Qingxuan roared to the sky, spread his arms, circulated his cultivation, and spread his voice to the entire Peak of Qingyun.

"Fellow Daoists!"

"Today, the opening of the heaven-reaching tower is a grand event in our Eastern Province! And my Divine Light of Induction has finally descended at this moment!"

Old Ancestor Qingxuan was radiant, announcing with ecstasy.

"This is a double happiness! Heaven bless my Qingyun Sect!"

The Cultivators were stunned at first, and then thunderous cheers erupted.

"Congratulations to the Old Ancestor! Congratulations to the Old Ancestor!"

"The Old Ancestor's magical powers are boundless! Ascending in broad daylight! Eternal and everlasting!"

"Double happiness! This is a great omen!"

Everyone congratulated, and the flattery came like a tsunami.

The helm leaders of the major forces stood up one after another and bowed deeply to Old Ancestor Qingxuan.

Old Ancestor Qingxuan laughed loudly.

He felt that his life had finally reached its Peak at this moment.

At this very moment, outside the Realms hundreds of millions of miles away from the Lower Realm.

In the Chaos world sea, a divine figure tore through the boundary wall.

Space fragments turned into powder around him.

The Divine Messenger had arrived.

The Divine Messenger stood in the Void Realm turbulence.

He crossed endless Star Domains and was about to descend upon this remote Lower Realm.

He was prepared to release the supreme pressure of the Upper Realm gods and use the most iron-blooded means to deter this group of Lower Realm ants, so as to quickly find the divine object.

However, when his Divine Sense passed through the clouds and looked at the earth below, the Divine Messenger's brows twitched slightly.

"Hmm?"

A light sound of surprise rang out.

He saw the hundreds of thousands of Cultivators below.

They were not afraid because of the arrival of the gods.

Instead, they were all flushed, dancing with excitement, and crazily cheering "Congratulations" and "Double happiness".

On the high platform in the front, there was an old man, spreading his arms, welcoming his divine brilliance with a look of intoxication.

Even he, who was well-informed, was very confused.

"That's not right..."

He looked at the group of fanatical Cultivators below, and his eyes became a bit strange.

"These natives of the Lower Realm..."

"Why are they so enthusiastic?"